i gently slid into my seat, constantly stealing glances behind to be sure that i kept my distance away from her little one. bumping into an adult by is ok but into an infant - i wasn't gonna take ANY chances.
until i realized that i "had an infant" myself.
the brilliant cot-like thingy was actually a bag you could place your bag in. yes, instead of placing it on the floor, hugging it throughout your entire meal or straddling it (albeit uncomfortably) somewhere else.
sometimes the difference is when you know people care :)
xoxo
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